The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame (Donald and Jennifer) novel Chapter 822

Donald stretched himself and added, “It just so happens that I've not had my fill of fun today. We should intercept them now. We can dispatch the troops from Horizon Group but I only want them to secure the perimeter. I don't want them to strike.”

When Billy heard this, he narrowed his eyes and grunted in response with his head lowered.

He knew that Donald was going to unleash a massacre.

Back in the Youngblood family's safe house in Ibiville, the ten Novem Stella Warriors were sitting in the meeting room with grave expressions on their faces.

“Everyone, we're just here to assassinate a female CEO. Why are we sitting here staring at each other?” asked Zane Campbell, the Campbell family's Stella Warrior. “I'm certain we all agree that time is of the essence. Why don't we act now and get this task over with so that we can leave earlier too?”

When Marcel Freedman, the Freedman family's Stella Warrior, heard this, he replied, “This plan for revenge was initially devised by the Youngblood family. We're just here to follow orders. If the Campbell family thinks they have the confidence to go against the Youngblood family's wishes, then you can just leave the safe house on your own. After all, the safe house staff won't stop you. But if this incident comes back to bite the Campbell family in the ass, I don't know what else to say.”

Upon hearing that, Stuart Irving, the Stella Warrior of the Irving family, slammed a fist on the table.

“There we go again with this Youngblood family nonsense! It was the Youngblood family who told us that we could not allow Dragon Fide Villa to be rebuilt under any circumstances. And what happened? They've nearly completed the main project! Anyone who wants to serve the Youngblood family is more than welcome to do so. I refuse to accompany you anymore!”

Stuart was in a foul mood. As soon as he said this, he stood up with the intention of leaving the meeting room.

However, he had just made his way to the exit when he sensed that something was not right.

Immediately, Stuart pulled out the two scimitars he had hanging on his hips and placed them in a blocking motion in front of him.

Just as he got into a defensive stance, the door to the meeting room blasted open with a bang.